歌曲 | Ain't That Nothin' |
歌手 | Television |
专辑 | The Blow-Up [live] |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Verlaine | |
You're pushin' a furnace | |
You're workin' too hard | |
You're setting things off – all over the yard | |
You play with your 'top' – till your eyes start to spin | |
Then you shrug your shoulders and ask me where I've been | |
Travel fulfills you but the distance it kills you | |
Oh oh ain't that nothin' | |
Why don't you tell me somethin' | |
Tragedy | |
Ain't that nothin' | |
I just wish you'd tell me something – | |
The fan keeps whirling | |
The wind stays hot – but I can't keep from slippin' a lot | |
I look in that purse | |
It's a blessing and a curse | |
Discover dishonor with its thousand commands | |
It ain't worth a shot | |
That target is sand | |
But I love disaster and I love what comes after. |
zuo ci : Verlaine | |
You' re pushin' a furnace | |
You' re workin' too hard | |
You' re setting things off all over the yard | |
You play with your ' top' till your eyes start to spin | |
Then you shrug your shoulders and ask me where I' ve been | |
Travel fulfills you but the distance it kills you | |
Oh oh ain' t that nothin' | |
Why don' t you tell me somethin' | |
Tragedy | |
Ain' t that nothin' | |
I just wish you' d tell me something | |
The fan keeps whirling | |
The wind stays hot but I can' t keep from slippin' a lot | |
I look in that purse | |
It' s a blessing and a curse | |
Discover dishonor with its thousand commands | |
It ain' t worth a shot | |
That target is sand | |
But I love disaster and I love what comes after. |
zuò cí : Verlaine | |
You' re pushin' a furnace | |
You' re workin' too hard | |
You' re setting things off all over the yard | |
You play with your ' top' till your eyes start to spin | |
Then you shrug your shoulders and ask me where I' ve been | |
Travel fulfills you but the distance it kills you | |
Oh oh ain' t that nothin' | |
Why don' t you tell me somethin' | |
Tragedy | |
Ain' t that nothin' | |
I just wish you' d tell me something | |
The fan keeps whirling | |
The wind stays hot but I can' t keep from slippin' a lot | |
I look in that purse | |
It' s a blessing and a curse | |
Discover dishonor with its thousand commands | |
It ain' t worth a shot | |
That target is sand | |
But I love disaster and I love what comes after. |